When Mo Ran heard the words of the Lord of Death, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this time he was considered a success, and he had passed this hurdle, and he had won the friendship of the Lord of Death initially.

Immediately, Mo Ran first made an oath to the Supreme God of Death, and the Lord of Death saw that there was no problem, and immediately put his mind at ease, according to the two conditions that Mo Ran said before, please ask the Supreme God of Death to witness. At this point, the two can talk openly and honestly.

"Lord God, my attainment of Dzogchen is not the result of my rules of life and death. It's the power of the will that my soul is strong enough to a certain extent, and it naturally grasps it. My rules are still a thin line, which is why I ventured to the Netherworld, risking to claim the Heart of the Underworld in order to break through to the last step. Mo Ran said solemnly.

"It can't be! I have been the main god since the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and after more than a thousand generations, my soul has already reached the limit, and with my attainment of the Great Perfection of Death, if there is room for progress in my soul, how can I not know. The Lord of Death heard Mo Ran's narration and retorted without thinking.

"Of course, there are limits to the soul. But what if the limits are broken in this world? Mo Ran asked with a smile.

"Break? Easy to say. The Lord of Death rolled his eyes and said irritably. If there is a way to break the limit, why have my special strength improved by leaps and bounds, and you are still here to talk to me?

"Haha, Lord God, don't forget, I am!" Mo Ran smiled.

The two of them swore just now that as long as they didn't take the initiative to provoke her, she would not use any means against her. I was miserable just now who was oppressed by her willpower, and now I can't help but feel comfortable when I look at her so anxious and irritable.

"That's right! Then you don't speak out quickly, and you get angry when you see you like that. The Lord of Death was furious, looking at Mo Ran smiling so cheaply, he wanted to measure his face with his feet.

"Don't worry. Here! I'm all ready, the method is in this spar, and the divine sense is extracted. It's not for the cultivation of rules, where will this method come out. If it weren't for the oath made by the Lord God, once this method spreads, I would not have been devoured alive by all the Lord God! Even if I don't say whether I live or die, no one will be able to search for my soul, but my life is definitely not comfortable, and maybe they will kill me in order to prevent the other gods from getting a way. Mo Ran babbled and complained.

Show how wronged you were before, and hope that the Lord of Death will treat him better.

"Who made you ignorant of the height of the sky, and asked me to borrow the heart of the underworld as soon as you opened your mouth. The heart of the underworld, such a treasure, I am the master, and it is of great use. Outside of the underworld, I'm just on a par with the other three rule masters, but in the underworld, with the help of the heart of the underworld, even if the three of them join forces, I'm not afraid. You yourself say, can you borrow such treasures as you like? ”

The Lord of Death looked at the gray spar in Mo Ran's hand, and took it away without saying a word. Probably because both of them made an oath, and their trust in each other has also reached a level, and in order to ease the relationship between them, they opened their mouths to explain.

"Well, there's such a way! Use the rules to smelt the soul and reinvent the soul to break the limit. If you follow the above method, the soul will be more than ten times stronger. However, this method has very high requirements for the application and control of the rules, and it is nothing if it fails, just because I am not careful, the entire furnace will explode or the soul ocean will be completely burned, and then it will really be scattered. ”

The Lord of Death closed his eyes and held the hedron in his hand, browsing and commenting as he browsed.

"But it's great to have that kind of thought. For many years, countless races and all kinds of strange beings, but no one has such thoughts. Yes, I like your pay. The Heart of the Underworld borrowed you for ten years, but I took advantage of it a little, and you have other requirements to put it forward together, which can be regarded as a free gift. ”

The eyes of the Lord of Death flashed non-stop, Mo Ran's method gave her a lot of inspiration, if it went well, this method might be able to smelt two turns, one turn and smelt nine times, and then the will power obtained would probably be more than one. This time it was really a big advantage.

"Lord God, since you are so polite, then I am not welcome. There are a few more main artifacts, and a few large barrels of the power of the main god, and I want to take a bath. Of course, the most important heart of the underworld is indispensable. The Mo Ran lion opened his mouth.

When the Lord of Death heard this, his pretty face, which was originally smiling, immediately darkened: "Get out, no." ”

"Cut, no sincerity at all. The main artifact is useless to the main god, and the power of the main god is even more or less, just a few things you don't need, and you are not willing to give it, so it's stingy. Mo Ran pursed his lips with a look of contempt.

Good guy, relying on the premise of friendly cooperation between the two sides, you dare to say anything! It's really a foundation with an oath, and it's a good work.

"You... Gives you face, huh. ”

The Lord of Death looked at Mo Ran's contemptuous look, and he couldn't hold back any longer, kicking Mo Ran down, his will power was restrained, and his little feet stepped on Mo Ran's body one by one.

"Despise me, and you dare! See if I don't kick you to death. The body is quite strong, and it seems that there is a secret! I'll kick ...... again."

"Ahh Ahhhh......h Lord God, you are Lord God. Too rude, what about your majesty? Spare my life, I'm dying. Mo Ran quickly pretended to be a dead dog on the ground.

The Lord of Death swore not to hurt Mo Ran in any way, this Mo Ran was not injured, and a few kicks to vent his anger were not harmful. The Lord of Death thought in his heart, and the anger in his heart was almost gone, and he looked at Mo Ran who was covered with footprints, and he was in a good mood.

Sure enough, seeing others unlucky, my heart unconsciously became happy. It's comfortable. Hey, if you're dead, if you're not, get up quickly, the heart of the underworld is for you, and when the ten-year period comes, you must send it to me, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee that I will do anything. ”

The Lord of Death kicked again, and Mo Ran, who was still humming on the ground and pretending to be in pain, snorted coldly.

"It's really moody! Didn't you just sigh for a while, didn't you find some sense of accomplishment in her, and actually abused me like this. Don't let me find a chance, have a chance, hum ......" Mo Ran held his old waist and got up, thinking about how to retaliate in the future.

"Thank you Lord God for your kindness, spare me once, I will never dare to do it again." What Mo Ran thinks in his heart, he doesn't miss the slightest. On the surface, it is cowardly, but it can't be beaten for the time being, and the hero doesn't suffer immediate losses.

"You know what? Seeing your fake confession expression, I want to kick you again. ”

His toes hit the ground, his ankles moved a few times, and the Lord of Death grinded his teeth.